Snippet #1569909

Greg still had no idea what to do. He had been pacing the beach, thousands of different thoughts running through his mind. Should he go into the forest? Should he try to find an escape even though the woman said there wasn't one? Should Greg even leave his spot? He finally gave up on each thought going through his head, and decided to head into the woods. Maybe he could find someone else and see what was going on. The jungle was very disgusting looking and there was almost a visible net of gnats and mosquitoes covering the air. He ventured in, pushing the brush away as he trekked through the horrid mess of a jungle.

After about ten minutes of walking, Greg still hadn't run into anyone or anything except bushes, weeds and trees. He was beginning to get angered and frustrated and began to swat at anything in his path to more forest. He was literally making no progress it seemed, and hadn't heard a single sound until he finally stopped for a minute. In those few seconds, however, Greg heard a faint clicking noise and then the sound of something electronic moving around it seemed. "What the hell?" he mumbled to himself as he flipped around, looking every which way. Greg looked up at all the trees and finally found what was making the noise.

Up in one of the trees above him, was a small flashing red light that was part of what looked like a camera. One of those security cameras you see in the action movies or in highly secure areas. So they were definitely being watched. This pissed him off even more than he already was. Greg moved closer to the camera and lifted up his right hand and flipped off the camera. "Fuck all of you," he said to whomever might be behind the camera, watching his every single move, probably laughing right now at his misery.

Greg turned around and kept walking. Another five minutes, and he found himself on the edge of a cliff. He was now looking out to a field of flowers, and then a small river flowing through the open field. Then more trees. Greg surveyed the landscape, looking for anyone and quickly saw movement to his left. It was definitely a woman(Natasha), running through the field towards the forest. "Hey!" he yelled to her and then once realizing what he had done, he covered his mouth and moved back to the trees. Earlier, the woman had told them that they had to kill everyone else to make it out. What if this person would actually do it, no feelings involved, just out to kill.

Greg might have just gotten himself in danger of being the first dead on this stupid island.